Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Guyana and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Cluster to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Scott Walker. All the underground hits.
All De La Soul & Jungle Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Lydon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Finger record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
La Düsseldorf,
Mantronix,
Sister Nancy,
Khruangbin,
Camouflage,
Pet Shop Boys,
Man Parrish,
The Zeros,
K-Klass,
Pantytec,
Fatback Band,
Aaron Thompson,
The Mojo Men,
Reagan Youth,
Echospace,
H. Thieme,
Bad Manners,
The Doors,
Peter and Kerry,
Cal Tjader,
Ossler,
the Sonics,
New Age Steppers,
Alphaville,
Bootsy Collins,
Harpers Bizarre,
Oblivians,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Al Stewart,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Slackers,
Whodini,
Cheater Slicks,
The Golliwogs,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Neu!,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Jesper Dahlback,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Blues Magoos,
Marcia Griffiths,
Mr. Review,
Bobby Womack,
Make Up,
Pere Ubu,
Wally Richardson,
Albert Ayler,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Gap Band,
Black Bananas,
The Monochrome Set,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Remains,
Eli Mardock,
Alison Limerick,
Ultimate Spinach,
Lalo Schifrin,
Barclay James Harvest,
Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.